I heard one Man in the City recently proclaim that he was surely suffering from “cerebral cellulite.”
In the City, some methods of distinguishing the ruling, upper classes are by their interests and hobbies, which are totally useless, and that their time seems continually ill spent, if not wasted, and that much of what they consume is questionable for its price. Sounds not totally unlike some Revolutionists, what?
Don’t look for enlightening transport in systems that require “exact change.”
A Revolutionist should – no, make that, MUST – be a moving target.
The answer is,
Life, genes and accidents.
Now what’s your question?